[Intro] (talkbox slide, 808 drops, banjo sample chops) Yeah... Halloween night, fo'ty-two... Ride with me, partner... [Verse 1] Old Widow's Hill where the candy crates lockdown, Sugar's rationed, jack-o'-lantern faces frown, Ezra Moore, five-string, moonlight on the chrome, Plays that hollow oak so the dead can make it home. Bowl full of pennies, porch light flickerin' dim, Cornfield whisperin', somethin' walkin' with him, Pledge was made in '29, blood on the root, Now the smoke come crawlin' out his Sunday suit. [Hook] (sung, auto-tune bending low) When the banjo riiide, the dead come ouuut, G-funk on the hill, candy-shy, candy-drought, When the candle diiie, better pass on through, 'Cause the second banjo soundin' — playin' fo' the crew. [Verse 2] His boy shipped out, khaki dreams in a duffel, Letters stopped in spring, now the grief gone double, So he twang on the porch with the trunk fulla bass, One candle burnin' for a missin' soldier's face. Neighbors in they Chevys rollin' past real slow, Droppin' copper pennies out the window, then they go, Two strings moanin' where the whipperwill cry, Twin banjos echoin' under Halloween sky. [Verse 3] (rap tightens, hi-hats stutter) Trick-or-treat in ration shoes, penny in the pail, Ezra never look up, eyes white as chalk, pale, Last chord tumble down like a wheel off a cliff, Boots on gravel — military step — and stiff. Khaki silhouette, thin frame in the fog, Hummin' his own melody through the hollow-land smog, Talkbox weepin', 808 goin' dumb, Papa play the five-string — now the boy play one. [Outro] (whistle synth bends, banjo and talkbox trade licks, bass slides out) Two strings... one song... (one song...) Candle's gone... (gone...) (808 heartbeat slows... stops) Train whistle far away...
